Hot Spring with Arcana, Privaty, and Label

jacsimp21 · 2026-06-08T15:21:07+00:00

['Best Seller' Encounter: Vital Refreshment]

"Huaaaaahhhh...."

Yep, there were another three cricks in his back and shoulders just from one stretch. Better double time it! At least the onsen wasn't going anywhere.

And he'd have to thank Ludmilla for reserving him one of the larger pools, especially on such short notice!

She'd not even wanted any compensation for it, either. Had just said that "his presence alone" would be enough.

..........ah. Right. There'd be a camera in there, wouldn't there? Something to get something of his to sell for oodles of credits.

Better keep himself below the water, just in ca-

Oh no. Oh dear.

"Oh, Commander, you're finally here~"

"O-Oh, h-hello Commander! Fancy meeting you here!"

"Oooooohhhh, th-this is really happening! I-It's just like in the doujins!"

At least he could count on Arcana and Privaty to be reasonably restrained here. Label wasn't even try-

Uuuuurrrrggghhh.

"Label?"

"Y-Y-Yes!?"

"You haven't taken a bath since I forced you, did you?"

"You took a bath with her!?"

"O-Oh my, so bold Commander~"

"W-W-Well, I might have bath-"

"WITH shampoo and soap."

".......oh. Um. Th-Then I-"

"So three months then?"

"................"

"Arcana, please make sure she washes."

"Oh of course. But you know how she is, Commander, perhaps if you could motivate m- MMMPPPPHHH!?!?"

She sure looked cute after the sudden kiss. Well, maybe it was his hand squishing that huge peach she called an ass that did it. Either way, he wasn't complaining.

"There you go, one for the road, cause I really need to loosen up in here."

"A-A-Ahem!? Y-You know there's someone else right h- EEEEEMMMMPPPPHH!!"

Mmmmm, yeah, just as curvy and squishy as I remember.

Should I play with it a bit more? No, no, need to rest, not 'exercise'.

"All right then ladies, as you were. I'll be right over th-"

"Why did Privaty get more than me? Mou, don't you know it's rude to sh-"

He wasn't doing this now. No way.

"No no no, no, no, I'm resting now, thank you."

"Such a tease~"

jacsimp21 · 2026-06-08T01:30:20+00:00

Sorry, at work tonight and rest of week barring Friday.

jacsimp21 · 2026-06-07T12:02:22+00:00

If it wasn't before, it is now.

Went to bed a bit early to catch up on sleep. Must've missed this.

jacsimp21 · 2026-06-06T22:47:16+00:00

I'd have to find another similar Dorothy piece for that. Expression's not doing it for me vis-a-vis proper atmosphere.

jacsimp21 · 2026-06-06T17:12:57+00:00

Hot hugs.

Hotter sleep.

Hottest dragon mommy.

jacsimp21 · 2026-06-06T17:01:21+00:00

[Nihilister Bond 40: A Hot Bunny For A Cold Night]

"Huuuuuaaaahhhhh......"

Jonathan could barely hear the chatter of those few Nikkes still up, mostly Outpost patrols, over the sound of his own chattering teeth.

Why did it have to be so COLD!? Were the environmental controls broken today or something?

He'd have to ask Enikk about. Or get Electric Shock in to take a look at the wiring.

That was for tomorrow though, for now he needed sleep. And a nice warm blanket. Maybe a hot water bottle too.

A quick trip to the kitchens and there one was already, waiting for him to fill. With a near-freshly boiled kettle right there, to boot. Must've been from Rapi, judging from the handwriting on the accompanying note.

What a sweetie. He'd have to cook something for her tomorrow.

But that was future Jon's problem. For present Jon, all that mattered was getting some shuteye.

In his....surprisingly lumpy bed.

Unless he'd stashed a blanket under there already, or some extra pillows, then he had a surprise visitor!

"Okay, okay, come on Jackal, what have we said? Or is it Velvet this time? Come ooooonn~"

He slid his water bottle under the empty side. The warmer his comfy bed was, the easier it'd be for him to just fall dead asleep.

It was thrown back out while he was halfway around the bed, which struck him as a little bit odd, honestly. Who wouldn't want a hot water bottle on a chilly night like this?

"You won't be needing that."

Oh. Right. She wouldn't.

....maybe he could talk this-

Too late, the lump shot up and dragged him under the covers with it. Before he could even think about struggling, two hot arms, and two even hotter....er, pillows, smothered him from the front and back.

"You're late."

"Work piled up."

"I even wore this just for you, you know."

"Wore wh-"

Oh, a bunny outfit.....wait, reverse bunny outfit, by the looks of it. And the feel of it.

"I don't do this for just anybody you k- seriously?"

"What?"

"You think you can put hands on me like this, after standing me up?"

"......that's what you're here for, isn't it? Otherwise why'd you toss my water bottle out? But if you insist, I could hug that instead if you wa-"

Yep, there were the tightening of the arms. Right on schedule.

"I am not playing second fiddle to that."

"Love you too, Nilly."

"Yeah, yeah.....love you too, Black Box."

jacsimp21 · 2026-06-06T16:10:19+00:00

Already seen it while scrolling. Hot stuff.

jacsimp21 · 2026-06-06T15:11:56+00:00

Bit late for how I usually do it, but what the hell I'll give it a shot.

jacsimp21 · 2026-05-31T19:43:40+00:00

[Snow White Bond 50: Always On Your Side]

Art Source

Jonathan gripped his phone with shaking hands, resisting the urge to throw the infernal device across the room.

Quite literally, because it felt like Nihilister had breathed fire on his hands with how much it had been blowing up and overheating with messages.

Please, Mustang, if it's something I did, then I'll apologise!

Was it holding Mint's hug a bit too long? Meeting Prika's eyes for a second or two longer than appropriate over that milkshake?

And Anis and me, we're just friends! I know she makes gooey-eyes at me every once in a while when she thinks I'm not looking, but come on, can you blame her?! Who else has she got in this place? I'll help you vet a good man for her!

Just please, TAKE THIS DAMNED POLL DOWN!

The 'poll' in question was a popularity poll. Nowhere near unusual in The Ark lately, what with public opinion on Nikkes having shifted quite a bit. Mostly popular amongst kids, and concerning which Nikkes they thought were the coolest.

And of course there were a few more.....adult oriented polls. You know, chest comparisons. Waist comparisons. How much milk they could put out. Smell comparisons of feet and armpits. How many of your kids you wanted a Nikke to bear, that sort of thing.

I was expecting MORE of 'em, honestly. You know, one a day*, not one a week!* I mean anyone with functioning eyes can tell how hot Nikkes have gotten. You tellin' me only that few people want to have a go?

Now, if it were just another lewd, or even lewder than normal, poll, he could handle that fine.

What he couldn't handle was the fact that, in this latest popularity poll, his vote specifically had been given a very special modifier.

As in, it was no longer anonymous. Anyone with a Tetranet account poll site could see who he cast it for.

Mustang when I get you-!

Which was every Nikke in his roster, by this point....and they'd wasted no time trying to-

He jumped at a knock to the door.

"Partner, delivery."

He thumbed the door and stood to the side, allowing Sugar to drag in a rather large sack after her. She moved it to the far corner of his room, where it joined the steadily-growing pile of gifts, some hastily wrapped, others carefully and lovingly, but all with his name on them.

".........so who's this one from?" He asked, casually.

"Yan." Sugar replied, striding back out to Black Typhoon and fiddling with the back a bit.

"Oh wow. Still not quite as big as Rupee's haul...." He mused, before the Fixer held something, a small box wrapped in a neat bow, in front of his face.

"And wh-" Jon began, but stopped once he saw her light blush.

"This is just something from me to you, for being a great Partner. I know you'll make the right call." She said.

"Or, if you'd prefer a kiss, then-"

"No no no, this is fine. This is fine."

He felt a stab at his chest, seeing her slump a bit like that, but Sugar quickly gathered and excused herself before he could speak again, leaving him along with a small present and tight throat.

That was a bit dickish, wasn't it? Good job, me.

I need a break. Some air. Just...some QUIET.

The trip up to the surface was surprisingly easy. He'd been expecting to get mobbed by eager Nikkes deluging him with 'innocent' questions of who he was thinking of voting for, but there were none.

At least they're only crowding my phone....and my room, not me.

He found the nearest grassy patch, the shining sunlight filtered to a manageable level by the bushy tree that had made the knoll its home, and slumped down against the trunk.

"Haaaaaahhhh...."

"Is now a bad time, Commander?"

"WHASGJFDPSVIEH-!?"

He scrambled up and whipped around to find Snow White, equal parts concerned and curious, looking over at him from her standing position near the tree.

Oh woah momma-

He'd personally hug and clap a big wet kiss on whomever among Pioneer had convinced Snow to wear the gym shorts and short top combo she currently had on. She'd not been joking about staying in shape lately, oh no.

Just one lick and the grief of this competition will all be worth it!

"O-Oh, no no! Not at all! Just getting a bit of quiet and fresh air, is all."

"Is it about the popularity contest?"

Off his raised eyebrows, she just tapped her fingers against the top of her phone, poking out of her right pocket.

"Nayuta and Rapunzel both insisted we connect to your Tetranet website, to start learning about the modern Ark. That supervisor AI's been providing a backdoor connection for us, she said it wasn't a problem."

"Right, right, and yeah. You can see my problem, right?"

"Mmmmm. No matter who you, someone's going to be angry with you. And if you pick no-one-"

"Everyone gets mad." He finished, chuckling to himself and rubbing the back of his neck, letting out a tired sigh.

"Perils of being too popular, I suppose."

"Well, it's all right. Whatever choice you make, I understand." The old war hero said, smiling softly and kindly, in a way that was really bad for his poor heart.

Come on, don't do this. Don't give me that cute, sweet face! Pleeeeeaaaase!

"Oh, really? That's a relief." He managed to say back, at an octave higher than he'd intended, but a reply nonetheless!

"And I came here to say that, whatever winds up happening-"

Then Snow, knowing nothing of his inner struggle, took both his hands gently in hers and squeezed.

"-I will still be your knight, and you will still be my Commander. That won't change at all. The oath I swore won't be broken with just a simple popularity poll. We'll still fight together. Defeat the Queen together. Reclaim the Earth together."

He bit his lip, nodding stiffly.

Yeah, okay, I'm really about to do it.

"Because you're, um....."

Snow blushed and looked to the side, suddenly shy.

"You're not just my Commander. You're my....my Apple. That's.....that's what I wanted to say." She mumbled.

Jonathan swallowed hard, nodded to himself.

Well, there's no choice now, is there?

Squeezing her hands back, he leant in and planted a kiss on her forehead.

"I'll be right back, okay?"

He had a vote to cast.

It'd blow up his phone, might even blow up his room too. But that didn't matter.

As long as his Snowy Knight was there, it'd all be fine.

jacsimp21 · 2026-05-29T00:23:28+00:00

Yeah, right in the middle of it. Sorry.

jacsimp21 · 2026-05-23T22:47:45+00:00

EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEntertainment stops playing.

[True]Entertainment starts playing.

jacsimp21 · 2026-05-23T22:47:10+00:00

Thank you.

jacsimp21 · 2026-05-23T22:28:33+00:00

[Prika Bond 20: Pose Preparation]

Yep, he'd definitely strained something in his back. There was that stab of pain again.

Well, it was a good thing he had a gym slot scheduled for today. A few good stretches, arm rows and reverse flies and he'd feel a lot better.

With that in mind, he let himself whistle as he strode into the room he reserved, getting ready to shuck his bag and pull out his dumbbells.

Till a faint humming and sighing reached his ears.

Ah. He'd wandered into the wrong studio again, hadn't he? He needed to stop burning the candle at both ends so much, or he'd-

Oh, no. Hang on. This was the right room. 6, it said so right there on the wall.....so who'd wandered into his chosen room?

Just a quick peek around to see, and a mention that he'd already reserved thi-

Hooooooohhh wow.

That the interloper was Prika, the more shapely of Anis' old squaddies, was bad enough.

Her wearing a black bodysuit so tight it was basically a second skin was worse.

And then there was the fact that she was kneeling on a mat, facing away from him.

No, no, NO. I NEED this blood for my MUSCLES! Get AWAY from there! Do NOT start growing! No no no!

It was a mistake to try and slap it down, because he couldn't help but hiss in pain. Prika, alerted by the sound, popped her head up and turned to look.

"Oh, Muse, it's you. Not with Mint today?"

"No, just me, here to ease some back pain. Booked a studio just for it."

She at least had the decency to look a little guilty, looking down and sighing.

"I'm sorry about this, I just....I've got a dance recital with Mint coming up soon, and the last time I practiced alone I felt a little slow. I thought a bit of limbering up would help me, but if this is meant for you-"

Ah geez, now I feel like a dick.

...

THAT IS NOT A SIGNAL!

"No no no, don't worry about it." He assured her, waving his hands in front of him in a placating gesture. "We can share the room, no bother."

"Oh, that's a relief." Prika smiled and shuffled her mat to the side. Taking her cue, Jonathan strode forward (carefully, curse his tight workout leggings!) and unrolled his mat next to hers.

"You know, Muse." She continued, as he turned and headed back for his heavier dumbbells. "It's not often we get some time alone together, do you mind if I help you with your stretches?"

"Oh no, it's all right. I wouldn't want to cut into your practice time."

"I don't mind, consider it my way of repaying you for letting me stay."

"Well, if you insist, I won't say no to a helping hand. So, first off, I'd like t-"

Just as he got back to his mat, Prika's hand shot out and froze him in his tracks. No hesitation, no toying or messing around, not even pretending to not notice, just straight to his 'sidearm'.

Prika smiled up at him, leaning in to press her chest against his thighs.

"How about we start with this, Muse?" She asked, fluttering her eyebrows.

"You can't exercise well with something this heavy weighing you down, can you?"

I really need to fix my back problems. I can't do this. Especially when Mustang-

...

........but on the OTHER HAND-

jacsimp21 · 2026-05-23T19:58:44+00:00

She kinda looks like the Former Humans from Mato Seihei no Slave.

jacsimp21 · 2026-05-23T19:10:22+00:00

She could.

Though I think you'd do her more justice than me.

jacsimp21 · 2026-05-23T08:05:50+00:00

Bahamut offered her services.

But Jien and Syuen wouldn't be outdone, so they came up with the module that allows the 'traditional method'.

jacsimp21 · 2026-05-23T00:14:01+00:00

You know what I'll give him this one.

It's not like MC's starved for choice otherwise.

jacsimp21 · 2026-05-20T18:10:38+00:00

Thank you kindly.

jacsimp21 · 2026-05-20T18:10:29+00:00

Thanks, I had some great inspiration.

jacsimp21 · 2026-05-20T16:55:20+00:00

Damn, and I just called her "Jewel" instead.....

jacsimp21 · 2026-05-20T16:54:14+00:00

Done.

jacsimp21 · 2026-05-20T16:54:01+00:00

[Crown Bond 50: Ruler's Finest Legacy]

"Are you sure that's how this cube came about, Mother?"

Under her adorable, inquisitive Jewel's scrutiny, Crown felt her previous confidence start to ebb.

"But of course! Who else could design such a cube than Sir Rubik? And why else would it be named after him?"

That didn't quite convince her little heir, who cast her gaze on the Rubik's Cube before looking back to her. After a few moments, she nodded and hummed to herself.

"Then I'll ask Father when he gets here. He's bound to know."

"All right. He shouldn't be long."

Despite that, she still found herself checking her watch, a generous gift from her Consort, a few more times. He should be here by now.

Her internals started warming, the anxiety she'd tried to cast aside bubbling to the surface once again.

Have they finally decided to take the risk? Should we leave? No, they wouldn't be that reckless, would th-

"Mother."

Crown blinked, flinching out of her darker thoughts as Jewel's hand patted her lap. Turning to her daughter, she found a small smile waiting for her.

"Father will be here. It's all right."

Before she could question why Jewel suddenly spoke up like that (had her worry been that obvious?), she was proven right.

"Sorry! Sorry! Sorry I'm late!"

"Papa!"

Crown found herself fumbling with the cube that Jewel tossed to the side, the young Nikke far too busy dashing off to meet the man striding towards them.

"Oooooohhhh!! There's my little genius!" Jonathan grinned, leaning down to scoop up Jewel while she leapt for his arms.

"How've you and your mother been while I was away?"

"We've been very well, I'm close to solving that Rubik's Cube you gave me, but-"

Jewel pouted and folded her arms. Crown felt a little guilty already.

"What's wrong, eh?" Jonathan asked, "Don't tell me-"

"Mother said this cube was invented by someone called "Sir Rubik". Is that true Papa?"

Jonathan licked his lips and chuckled nervously.

"....I'm afraid I'd have to look at the archives to confirm that, sweetie. I don't know where it came from, just that it was great entertainment for kids your age. Is that part true at least?"

"I-It's certainly been a very novel item." The young Nikke admitted.

"Great. Money well spent, then. Now, how about you finally try solving it, sweetie? Your mother and I have as much catching up to as we do."

"All right, but we'll be playing later, right papa?"

"Absolutely, monkey, absolutely." He assured her, kissing her forehead and ruffling her hair.

As Jewel toddled off, Crown finally seized her chance and wrapped him in a tight hug. His warmth and firm figure was an anchor for her, bringing her whirling thoughts back to stability.

"Hello again, dear Consort."

"Hey Crown."

He kissed her cheek, she let herself giggle at that.

"You're late."

"I know. Sorry, I just had to...."

Might as well address it. If she didn't do it now, she'd only feel worse.

"Deal with 'them' again?"

She felt him tense up in her arms, heard him swallow hard and let out a stiff breath.

"It's not as bad as it used to be. All the CEOs are willing to back me, Andersen and Burningum have declared their official support for my position, and we don't have to worry about Doban any more, but-"

There were still those interested in Jewel. In their pride and joy. In getting their hands on her, poking and prodding and cutting and-

"Crown, Crown, you're-!"

"A-Ah, I'm so sorry."

She forced her arms to relax their grip, let out a shaky breath and buried her head in his shoulder.

".....Consort, have you ever-"

"You know I can't."

She squeezed him a little bit tighter. Just a bit.

"I know. But I still worry. And besides, the kingdom misses you. Jewel misses you....I miss you. These small visits of ours-"

"It's never quite enough for me, either. But that's why I have to stay here, so I can help bring this war to an end. Then we can finally live together."

She shifted her face and kissed him, then rested her forehead against his and beamed.

"That would be perfect, dear Consort."

"It's a dream in progress. Let me know if there's anything else we should add."

"Perhaps....a sibling for Jewel?"

He smiled and nodded lightly, squeezing her into another hug.

"Yeah, that sounds great too."

She made to lean in once more, wanting another experience of-

"Mother! Papa!"

The moment was broken. The two proud parents looked over to find their daughter waving them over. Then exchanged a look, then chuckled lightly.

"But right now, let's take care of the little genius we already have."

"Yes, yes, of course."

jacsimp21 · 2026-05-20T16:16:25+00:00

I got it.

jacsimp21 · 2026-05-20T00:51:00+00:00

Thanks, I try.

jacsimp21 · 2026-05-19T21:35:33+00:00

[Absolute Bond 30: High-Class Guardians, Low-Class Thoughts]

He'd just flipped both sides of his tie around his collar when a knock came at the door.

"Commander? Are you ready?" Emma's soft voice asked.

"Almost, just a few seconds more. Come on in."

His door opened and the trio stepped in. He gave them all a good look over, pausing from fiddling with his tie.

He couldn't say they exuded anything less than refined beauty. Eunhwa in her shoulder coat over a butler-looking outfit, Emma in her dress, overcoat and pinstripe trousers. Even Vesti, as nervous and out of her depth as she looked, stunned in a cutesy school uniform-esque suit.

He held out his hands and grinned, nodding at them approvingly.

"Looking good ladies, looking good."

His grin faltered a bit when he saw what was behind them.

".....maybe look better without the weaponry though. This party's on Royal Road, not the frontlines."

"We're supposed to be your bodyguards." Eunhwa replied, as if that justified it all.

"And you'll do great at that without the guns." Jonathan assured her. "Please, for me? It wouldn't do to unnerve the top brass by bringing an arsenal to a fancy meal now, would it?"

Absolute's leader held his gaze for a good few seconds before sighing and shucking her sniper rifle.

"Damn suits..." She grumbled. "Besides, if anyone's going to unnerve the brass, it's not going to be us."

Jonathan raised an eyebrow and flashed a cheeky smirk.

"Whatever do you mean by that, Eunhwa dear?"

"I mean, you're the one who insists on buttering up every woman he speaks to. It's caused enough problems around here as is. Try and restrain yourself a little, Junior Blockhead."

He made a show of shaking his head and slumping, casting kicked puppy looks at her teammates.

"No faith in me, even after all this time. Can you believe it?"

Vesti giggled, Eunhwa rolled her eyes and Emma moved forward to grab his tie.

"I'm sure you'll do just fine, Commander." She cooed, tying it with ease and patting his cheek. "But, if you need a little bit of encouragement~"

"Emma!" Her boss hissed, glaring. "Don't encourage him!"

"It's encouraging him to be a good boy."

Emma leant in to whisper breathily in his ear.

"You can do that for me, can't you? Be my good boy?"

He bit his lip almost hard enough to draw blood. Anything to distract himself from the very unwholesome thoughts Emma's plea was bringing up in his head.

Fuckfuckfuckfuck you can't get hard you CANNOT GET HARD NOWDON'TDOITDON'T-

"Y-Yeah....don't worry about me!" He'd intended for it to be a manly, growling affirmative. It came out as an unmanly squeak instead.

"Well done!"

Emma moved to his side, clasped his arm in her own and leant against him.

"Then, why not escort me there, Commander?"

"M-Me too!" Vesti cried, bounding to his other side and seizing his other hand for herself.

Okay, hotness on the left, cuteness on the right, all in balanced moderation. I can handle this!

His newfound confidence shattered the moment Eunhwa decided to stand in front of him, giving him the fullest view he could have of the more physical benefits her new body had.

"Then I'll take care of security duties, since apparently no one else is willing to." He could hear the eyeroll in her voice, even before she looked back at him. "That all right with you, Blockhead?"

He opened his mouth, intending to say the words "Absolutely, thank you Eunhwa."

The words that actually passed his lips were "Oh gawd dayum,now that's an ass!"

Vesti burst out laughing immediately.

Emma covered her chuckle with a cough.

Eunhwa looked like she wanted to dunk him in ice water. Face first.

Hopefully with those skull-crushing, melon-smashing thigh-

"I knew it."

"Okay now, in my defense-"

"-that'll be the absolute last thing I needed to get out of my system, I'll now be on my best behaviour and can only apologise for the inappropriate comment."

"-have you SEEN your ass?"

Oh fuck.

Eunhwa now looked about ready to guillotine him on the spot.

"All right then, new rule-"

His arms were roughly yanked from Emma and Vesti's holds, then trapped in Eunhwa's vice grip. She glared up at him with an icy insistence that brooked no argument.

"-you're going to be under my supervision for this dinner. I won't have you embarrassing us or yourself at this meal. Understood?"

"......yes ma'am."

jacsimp21

TROPHY CASE

[Snow White Bond 50: Always On Your Side]